love blind spot

Zhou Xiuyun was on duty in the evening, Lin Zhuo was still having dinner at Lu Qingyu's house, Song Yulan had been answering the phone during the meal, so she didn't eat well.

They also heard about it at the dinner table. It turned out that there was a teacher's child who was in the third year of high school, and his grades had been good, but this semester he suddenly started dating.

After Song Yulan hung up the phone, Lu Yuan brought her some food, "Hurry up, it's getting cold."

Song Yulan sighed as she ate, "If you care about it, you will be chaotic. When educating students, you will say that it will not work when it comes to your own children."

Lu Yuan nodded, "It's all like this, you see that you are a Chinese teacher, and I haven't seen how good our son's Chinese grades are..."

Lu Yuan was patted by Song Yulan, and all the dishes fell on the table.

Lin Zhuo smiled, "Uncle, Xiaoyu's Chinese scores are not bad."

"That's right," Song Yulan said, "and isn't Xiao Zhuo my son? How good the language is."

Lu Yuan didn't dare to refute, so he could only say: "Mr. Song, you are right."

He brought food for Lin Zhuo and Lu Qingyu, "Come on, both sons eat more."

After dinner, Lu Yuan and Song Yulan watched TV in the living room, while Lu Qingyu and Lin Zhuo did their homework in the room.

Lu Qingyu didn't have any scruples at home. Because of the heat, she tied her long hair behind her head and tied it into a bun.

Lin Zhuo patted his head while doing homework, Lu Qingyu endured for a while, but still slapped his hand down, "Touch your own head."

"I don't have a small ball." Lin Zhuo said.

He raised his hand to touch it again, but Lu Qingyu had no choice but to say, "I haven't washed my hair."

Lin Zhuo didn't care, "I'm not you, I have no cleanliness, and your hair is not oily."

Lu Qingyu was so annoyed by him that she fled to the living room to eat fruit and watch TV.

Song Yulan called outside after a while, "Xiao Zhuo, you also come to rest for a while."

"Hey, here we come."

After Lin Zhuo came out, he sat beside Lu Qingyu, and Song Yulan handed them the fruit plate, "There's still in the refrigerator after eating."

Lin Zhuo watched the TV program and ate a few strawberries.

As soon as his hands were free, he wanted to touch the little balls on Lu Qingyu's head again. Lu Qingyu dodged and stuffed the fruit plate into his hand, "I want to eat lychees."

Lin Zhuo clicked his tongue, "If you want to eat, peel it yourself."

"Peel off." Lu Qingyu said.

Lin Zhuo shook his head and sighed loudly, "I obey."

He was chatting with Song Yulan while peeling the lychees, but somehow the topic turned to another person.

Song Yulan asked softly, "Xiao Zhuo, do you have a girlfriend?"

Lin Zhuo was taken aback, "Are the clichés so straightforward now?"

Song Yulan smiled and said, "I'm not talking cliche, I'm just asking out of curiosity. I won't interfere if you have a girlfriend, as long as it doesn't affect your studies and protects the girls."

Lin Zhuo had no choice but to feed Lu Qingyu a lychee, "You say it's useless, I don't have a girlfriend."

"That's it..." Song Yulan nodded and said nothing more.

Lin Zhuo was puzzled, "Why don't you ask Xiaoyu?"

Lu Qingyu spat out the core, and said calmly: "She must want to say that I can't find a girlfriend like me."

Song Yulan rubbed Lu Qingyu's head, "Oh, he is indeed my son, he knows me too well, it's absolutely correct."

Lin Zhuo laughed until his shoulders kept shaking, Lu Qingyu glanced at him lightly.

Lin Zhuo fed him another lychee, ate one himself, and said vaguely: "Some girls... just like you who are cold and cold..."

Lu Yuan smiled, and said to Song Yulan: "Don't keep beating him, Xiao Zhuo is right."

Song Yulan looked at Lu Qingyu, and wanted to touch him again, "I'm not a blow, people don't care at all, is it Xiaoyu?"

Lu Qingyu dodged her hand helplessly, changed places with Lin Zhuo, and pushed him next to Song Yulan, "You should fuck your son."

Lin Zhuo's phone rang several times, he unlocked it and looked, it was Zhao Mengchi.

He is the language science and technology committee, and Zhao Mengchi asked him about the language homework, obviously looking for something to talk about.

Lin Zhuo looked at Song Yulan and Lu Yuan calmly, and replied with a guilty conscience: [Ask others]

He turned the phone to silent, and sure enough, Zhao Mengchi sent several more messages.

Lin Zhuo frowned, impatient: [If you post again, I will be blocked directly]

After he answered this sentence, he turned off his phone and leaned against Lu Qingyu in a distorted manner.

Because Zhou Xiuyun didn't come back at night, Lin Zhuo stayed at Lu Qingyu's house quite late. He lay on Lu Qingyu's bed and looked at his phone, "I won't go back tonight, I'll sleep here with you."

Lu Qingyu glanced at Lin Zhuo, "What's wrong?"

The two of them haven't slept together for a long time. The weather is too hot in summer, and Lu Qingyu doesn't like to turn on the air conditioner when sleeping.

"It's nothing," Lin Zhuo said, "I'm too lazy to go back."

Lu Qingyu found a blanket for Lin Zhuo, "Be honest, don't squeeze me."

Lin Zhuo smiled, "I can't control what happens after I fall asleep."

After eleven o'clock, Lu Qingyu turned off the lights, and said to Lin Zhuo who was still looking at his phone: "Go to bed early, don't watch."

Lin Zhuo responded, "Go to bed first."

Lu Qingyu lay with his back to him for a while, then turned around and said, "It's too dark, it's not good for your eyes, don't look at it."

Lin Zhuo looked at him, "Now, put your back on your back and sleep, so as not to dazzle your eyes."

Lu Qingyu clicked his tongue, "I don't, I'll see how long it takes for you."

Lin Zhuo smiled helplessly, "You are not my mother, why are you always looking at me?"

Lu Qingyu kicked him, "I don't look at you, who is looking at you, you are so sleepy after school, you don't see it in the middle of the night every day, do you?"

"No." Lin Zhuo denied.

"Don't look at it." Lu Qingyu said coldly.

"It's really coming soon, the critical moment."

Lu Qingyu waited quietly for a while, "It's not over, is it?"

"Tsk," Lin Zhuo put the phone aside to charge, "Don't watch it, don't watch it."

The room was completely dark, Lin Zhuo faced Lu Qingyu, with a blanket on his lap, "Go to sleep."

Lu Qingyu turned sideways and closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep, but Lin Zhuo kept turning over.

Lu Qingyu patted him in a daze, "What are you doing... go to sleep..."

Lin Zhuo slowly moved closer to him, "Xiao Yu, come here..."

Lu Qingyu was so tormented by him that he lost sleepiness, he opened his eyes and said, "What kind of monster are you?"

Lin Zhuo whispered: "I just read that novel...it's quite scary..."

Lu Qingyu was amused, "You've read so many novels, how can someone who has experienced many battles be frightened?"

Lin Zhuo frowned and moved closer, "This one is different, it's very scary..."

Lu Qingyu put her hands on him helplessly, put her arms around him and said, "That's fine, go to sleep."

Lin Zhuo put his legs on his lap and hugged him like an octopus, "Well, it's fine now."

Lu Qingyu said speechlessly, "I'll die of heat if I sleep like this."

"I can't die from the heat," Lin Zhuo smiled, "For my mental health, just bear with it."

"For your mental health you should stop reading those novels."

"Damn, that won't work, you can't do it across the board."

"Okay, go to bed quickly."

"You're going to strangle me, Lin Zhuo."

"Hey my hair..."